#thank you sweet cheese for

[smeerp]

Oh Crowley. Nothing lasts forever.

[tubbytarchia]

jimmy stream watcher here i havent watched most of this stream but he did run into glass. like a bird

amazing. I'm so proud of him

[xx-thedarklord-xx]

Hey, heard you were having a hard time and thought to recommend you some fic- have you ever read anything from xx-thedarklord-xx

Can definitely recommend- it doesn’t matter if it’s last years advent fics or some older works like flower war or we’re already married

All of it is always worth a reread 🥰

shsks oh?? What would you say is your favorite XxTheDarkLordxX fic? There are ninety of them, quite a bit to choose from.

Depends on my mood on which one is my favorite. I am partial to so many of them, but the one that I am the most partial to would probably be The Forsaken. I mean Vampire Draco and Veela Harry? Mated Drarry? A council of Magical Creatures? Assassin Draco? Kick ass Draco? I have alwayssss wanted to do another part to it but I'm pretty sure I would be the only one interested in that shsksk. Most people want more of the Dementors' Child if I'm being honest.

[softquietsteadylove]

I have an idea for the family law au, what if Thena has a medical emergency (up to you what kind) and Gil comforts and helps to take care of her?

"Gil!"

"Oh, uh," he looked away from the nurse going through her charts, "that's her, actually."

"You know we can't let just anyone in here, sir."

But Sersi trotted over to them, swinging her arms tightly beside her. She turned her big, sad eyes on the nurse, "I called him. Please, we need help."

The woman sighed and rolled her eyes, but it was three in the morning and she waved them along.

"Thank you," Gil murmured, joining Sersi in her trip back down the hall. "Hey, are you okay?"

She nodded, continuing her anxious little tip-toeing that made it seem like she was looking for the washroom. "Thena isn't happy that we called you. But we didn't know what else to do. Just be warned."

He didn't have any trouble imagining the Thena he knew - the Ice Queen of the office - being too proud to call for help in a situation like this. "Sprite kind of told me what happened over the phone but I don't know if I have all the details."

Sersi sighed, coming to a halt and her shoulders sagging (deeply). She toyed with the ends of her oversized green flannel. "It's our fault."

"Hey," Gil corrected immediately and without hesitation, "that's not true."

"It is," she squeaked, sniffling through the tears she was trying to keep at bay. "We were too scared. We heard a noise and asked her to look downstairs."

"And she slipped?" he guessed, which made Sersi squeeze around herself tighter again. He gave her shoulder a squeeze, leaning down slightly. "Sersi, it's an accident. It's no one's fault, okay?"

She hiccuped quietly.

"I'm gonna say the same thing to Sprite too," he continued as he moved closer to the room again. Sersi positioned herself at the door.

"Thena?" Sersi knocked gently and cracked the door just slightly at first. "Gil's here."

"Come in, Sersi." The words weren't harsh, but the tone certainly was that of the Ice Queen of the office.

Gil didn't envy the girls as he closed the door behind him. Thena was obviously having a terrible time, propped up in her hospital bed, a large, uneven bow at the neck of her hospital gown, Sprite miserably leaning against the railing of the bed like a wounded puppy.

She looked up at him, pale and with a little purple at the corners of her eyes. "I'm sorry, Gil."

"Don't be," he excused just as easily as he had with Sersi. He seated himself next to the bed, while Sersi moved to the opposite side to join her other sister. "How're you feeling?"

"Like I broke my arm."

The girls winced, and he watched Thena physically reel in her sharp tone and cutting words. She visibly softened herself, looking at her younger sisters on her other side (her injured side).

"It's okay, the doctor said it's a minor fracture at worst, I'll be fine in a month."

Gil was willing to bet they had been told six weeks, if not longer, and she was doing her best to sugar coat things for the tearful girls. He leaned forward, making an effort to catch Sprite's eye. "You did the right thing, calling me, kid. It was the right call."

Sprite manged to lift her head enough to look at him. Despite the bluer colour than Thena's, they certainly had similar eyes. "Thanks, Gil."

Thena looked back at him, able to do little more than swivel her head and leave her arm cushioned in the temporary sling they had offered. "I'm sorry to bother you, I know it's an unholy time of night."

"Oh, that's okay," he shook his head, "I was up anyway."

"You were-" Thena shook her head faintly. "Why would-!"

Gil blinked, watching as Thena's face shifted through a couple different emotions. Usually he had to try pretty hard to read what she was thinking. But he watched as she outwardly went from confused, to horrified, to maybe even embarrassed. Without any makeup, he could see how pale she really was, and the natural blush in her cheeks.

"I-I'm sorry, we shouldn't have--I'll apologise to, uhm, whomever..." Thena trailed off, shifting herself in the bed needlessly, even risking moving her arm to do it.

Sprite and Sersi adjusted her pillows for her, trying to keep her from the need to move at all.

"You don't have to apologise," Gil frowned, just as confused. "Really, I don't mind. I mean, even if I was asleep, I would have come in a heartbeat."

Thena seemed to know even less how to respond to that. And the kids were just as confused about all of it. She cleared her throat, tilting her head in such a way that seemed like maybe she was just stretching her neck. He leaned closer so she could whisper, "I meant if I should apologise to your...date--I-I will."

"Oh!" Gil squawked, and way too loudly for a hospital at night. He shot back into his chair, ducking his head down as if someone would come into the room and shush him. "N-No, no, really, it's nothing like that!"

"Like what?" Sprite voiced first, although by now Sersi had caught on to at least something along the lines of it.

"Uh," Gil searched for the words, trying not to seem so embarrassed over what was, in actuality, nothing. He cleared his throat, "I-I just mean, you didn't wake me up. I've been working on this special recipe I've been wanting to try. It needs to be basted every three hours for a whole day, and I can't do it while I'm at work, so I try stuff like this overnight and set an alarm for myself."

"Dude, that's psycho," Sprite informed him, and was able to escape the consequences because her oldest sister couldn't reach her to pinch her arm. She corrected her statement, "I mean, uh, cool."

"How often do you cook through the night?" Thena frowned at him.

"Well, not often, and usually I would try it on the weekend, but it was on sale, and I wanted to get it at its freshest , so," he shrugged. Despite the nature of the misunderstanding, he had to chuckle a little. "I'll bring some over for you to try."

"Gil, you really don't-" Thena was in the middle of shaking her head to tell him he didn't have to do anything else.

But he did; he grinned. "I do, though. I mean, you at least need a ride home. That's why I was called, I believe."

Thena practically growled at being reminded of why they were all here together at such a terrible hour in the first place.

"And there's no way you can cook with one arm," he continued, gesturing as he did. "Even if you can type with your non-dominant hand, I wouldn't recommend trying to get in to work while it's still too fresh."

Thena huffed, throwing her head back against her pillow. "Fine, fine, yes, knight in shining armour, do assist us helpless maidens."

The girls snickered at their sister's attitude. But Gil stood and leaned into Thena's upward point of view. "Thena, I know you're more than capable. But maybe, if there's any time for me to help, it would be now?"

Maybe it was the exhaustion, or maybe it was the weird hospital lights, but he could swear her eyes looked a little glassy. "You've done more than enough already."

He did not agree. But he kept that to himself, resisting the urge to sort out her mussed locks of blonde for her. "I don't think of it as enough, or less than or more than. There's just what you can do, y'know? And I can, so I want to."

Maybe that was too reductive. Sprite didn't even look like she had followed what he had said. But Sersi seemed to, and had that excited look on her face as she was gazing at Thena, awaiting her response.

Thena furrowed her brows at him, creating that little knot between her eyebrows he thought was kind of cute. "Okay, counsellor, stop grandstanding."

He chuckled. She thought he made such corny jokes, but she was the one who told lawyer jokes like an old dad at a barbecue. "The defense rests?"

She didn't really laugh, but she kind of puffed out of her nose in a way that seemed amused. And she was smiling. "Fine, but at least sleep a little before you tell the office that they'll be free of me for at least two weeks."

Two weeks off for a six week injury--some would think it unreasonable, but only Thena would look at that ratio and think it was being indulgent.

"Uh, you mean I'll get us some coffee while you're waiting for that cast. Then I'll take us all home and get started on some food for you to keep microwave ready."

"Gil," she scolded him.

"That sound good, girls?" he prompted his two best allies in this argument. He could feel Thena glaring at him extra coldly.

"Yeah Thena, let Gil help," Sprite pleaded first, pinching the blanket thrown over her legs. "He has to drive us home anyway. And you're always telling us delivery fees are too expensive."

"They are," she managed to growl out even amidst her personal conflict. "Fine, but you two are going right to bed when we get home, because tomorrow is school again."

"Bro!" Sprite voiced (loudly).

"Shush," Thena silenced her with one pointed finger. "You're not the one with the broken arm, you don't need any more missed days this semester."

"Why do you get two weeks off?" Sprite grumbled lastly before slumping against the bed railing again. Although, Gil observed, she was still holding onto the blanket as a gesture of comfort. Sprite's huffing and puffing was, in its own funny way, her attempt to seem unfazed by all this.

"Because I can work from home," Thena proclaimed whether that was entirely true or not. "You can't. School tomorrow."

"But," Sersi broached as the true mediator of the three. She leaned on Sprite's shoulders, batting her eyelashes at Thena. "Breakfast sandwiches? Gil can drive us."

Thena gave Sersi a much dryer look. "Don't volunteer people to do things for you, Sersi."

"I don't know what's open right now, but maybe by the time we get all signed out," he offered, glancing at his watch. "But hey, if you guys wanna see what's in the vending machine, I won't stop you."

Thena sighed as the girls accepted his kind cash offering, waving at her on their way in promise to bring her something. She tilted her head on the pillow at him again, "what have you done?"

He leaned closer again, "I sent them away so you can tell me how you're really doing."

"My arm fucking hurts."

He chuckled again, although this time he did pull her blanket up again and at least get some hair out of his way of seeing her properly. "Did they give you enough meds?"

She made a face, and he recognised some true discomfort there. "I didn't want to ask for more while the girls were here."

"Well, that's why I'm here, isn't it?" he smiled, pressing the handy little button hanging right there for a nurse's assistance. "Don't worry about them, Thena. I'll take care of them and I'll get you all home, okay?"

She sighed, really closing her eyes since his arrival, despite her own exhaustion. "I still wish they hadn't have called you like this. But...thank you, Gil."

He would carry her if he really had to. But instead he said, "any time."

"If they get a bunch of sugar from the vending machine, don't tell me I didn't warn you," she mumbled.

"I'll take responsibility for it," he promised as he pulled his jacket off, settling in to be with them until release. "Do you want another blanket or anything too?"

"Ask if the girls can have some? We ran out of the house with whatever we could throw on in a few seconds."

"I will," he promised her, slipping her hand under the blanket and patting her arm.

[cheesomancer]

🦇 Trick or treat 🦇

OH! Here you go!!

[chiimeramanticore]

i had a great time at the hicksville grand reopening! extra thank you to everyone who said hi to me today, everyone there was so nice 💖 can't wait to visit this stage many, many, many more times in the future!

(also expect footage up on youtube soon 👀)

[poltergeist-punk]

LISTEN TO ME YOU LITTLE SHIT. Your art is awesome and people fucking love it. Every time you feel contempt for your art, a cat on the other side of the world doesn't get its daily perfect nap. DO YOU WANT THOSE CATS TO BE NAP-LESS??? HUH??

YOU will look at your art and feel pride in partaking in the divine act of creation. YOU will feel pride in improving a fuck-ton, and no you can't tell me you have not improved because you HAVE and it's beautiful to see. And lastly, YOU will go get ice cream as a treat. fucker.

HDHSKDHDJSHSJDHD NOOOOOOO NOT THE CATSSSSSS D:

YES SIR o7 WILL DO SIR o7

this has motivated me to get back on the grind

[redwayfarers]

And now you're playing with matches Come out of the ashes underneath you A million voices in the crowd they're screaming, "Stop, now" We'll let 'em swallow their pride, you're turning the tide to true believers Got them in the palm of your hand, you're playing God now

Elandrin Hawkmaze, the Painted Phoenix, one of my MCs from @exilethegame! Artist is my amazingly talented & wonderful bestie @just-eyris-things whomst I adore with all my might and who sparks all the joy. Thank you for making my arson son look absolutely fantastic and.. hot

Elandrin Hawkmaze is an AU version of my gw2 OC, Elandrin Aien. For more screaming about El, go on @i-mybrunettelady <3

[silverflqmes]

stoppp!! i requested the agzsc good w kids headcanons and the zack childhood bsfs fic, and let me just tell you THEY WERE PERFECTTTTT. you are literally my favorite ffvii writer on tumblr, your works r always so delicious i swear. keep doing what you’re doing and make sure you take care of yourselffff 🫶🫶!! we all love and appreciate your service on this appp (^‿^✿)

aaa you did?? i’m so glad you liked them both! they were both lovely requests, i had a lot of fun with the zack one — even came up with a whole back story for the reader too😭😭 but akahskwhs that’s so sweet to hear🥺🥺❤️ i’m still relatively new to ffvii ( it’s been two months since my best friend pulled me into that rabbit hole😵‍💫 ) but i’ll do my best to provide<3 i hope you take care of yourself too!!🫶🫶🫶

[lionsenpai]

commission for @araneaserket!!!!

galatea kaine, the woman that you are. bashing my head against the wall.

[zillyeh]

Hey voschi, do you have a favorite season?

II always been a summer giirliie at heart. comes with Delhon's storm season but II'm a guy who liikes iit hot, surroundiing weather be damned.

[ask-uts-earthspark-au]

Hey Megatron, have you ever heard of a ship called the Lost Light?

Megatron: Yes, indeed I have.

Megatron: It happens to be my youngest nibling’s ship-

Megatron: -or rather, his amica’s, but he’s the captain of it, though he does share his captaincy with a mech I’m quite confident he’s developed feelings for. What was his name, again?

Optimus: My baby boy is having feelings?! For people!? D:<

Elita: Oh, I think you mean that ‘Thunderclash’ mech. He’s talked a lot about him, calls him a himbo too. Sounds like a sweet mech, honestly.

Op: Why are you not more concerned?!

Megs: Pardon Optimus, he’s having his world imploded, at the idea of his youngest possibly thinking of relationships.

Op: HE’S TOO YOUNG.

Elita: he’s 26.

Op: Too. Young!

Megs: 26 is too young for Rodimus to even consider dating, but 22 is perfectly fine for Magnus to get married to a Decepticon, and 19 is fine for Arcee to, a month after moving out.

Op: Rodimus is a different story, he’s just a sensitive little baby!

Megs: ‘sensitive little baby’ - he’s your pathetic little meow meow, hm?

Op: yes. >:(

Elita: XD

Megs: Regardless, yes Anon, I am very aware of the Lost Light.

[iridescentmirrorsgenshin]

hi hello uh i just wanted to say that uh u r the single coolest person i have had the pleasure of being aware of (not including historical figures, they’re dead) and uh i am in absolute awe of how u wrote a (supposedly, i haven’t read it yet) 3 hour long essay about kavetham of all things thank you for your existence(?)(sorry i don’t know what i’m doing)

☆*:.｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆

Ahhhhhhh!!!! Thank you so much for this!! 😖😖 I hope that you enjoy the kavetham brainrot essay if you plan on reading it!! This is a super nice thing to say and do so thank you for your lovely anon 💖

You have kicked the thought loose in my brain that I need to update the essay at some point thanks to Cyno’s story quest 2, so i will definitely make plans to do so hehehe <33333

[raspberrybluejeans]

whoever dearest to you out of poppy's pals for blorbo bingo 👀 or all three I won't be complaining

Blorbo Bingo

I FINALLY REMEMBERED TO DO THE THING.... I thought about doing all three but i cannot lie that Montrose is my favorite. Griffin knows how to cook a freaking OC

red circles are a resounding yes (with the extra red circle being extra so) and the pink circles are yes but im not that serious about it

spoiler for the steeplechase finale and TTAZZ under the cut

I was literally praying for Montrose's death for the last few episodes or so I think it would have been so funny and awesome for him to die. I love him so much and I wanted him to die so bad. and then in the TTAZZ both Travis and Clint were saying how they had backup PCs in case their characters had died and that they would have been ok with that and Griffin was like "not me. I want Montrose to live forever" I was Scream laughing. Montrose is such a fucking freak. absolutely obsessed.

[shuicheese]

2. A texture you despise? & 12. Favourite type of pie / pastry?

2. A texture you despise?

first thought was bathtubs- dunno if it counts?? but lORD THE SOUND IT MAKES,,,, ESP W WATER- H ISSSS EU KHHH EXPLODES. glossy paper too,,, esp the ones that make a sound when you touch it- I feel like I'm missing a handful but tHOSE TWO,,, HISSING.

12. Favourite type of pie / pastry?

butterscotch cinnamon pie! I recreated that recipe once yeeears ago and E> E> !! I wanna try it again lowkey,, I wanna try pies, in general, I don't think I tried a lot of sweet pies-- but pastry-wise? anything with white choccy, waffles, and crepe is top-tier for me E> E> !! it depends on my mood but ye!

Random Questions // Ask Meme

[stormyoceans]

I know what you need from early in the morning - js's healing hugs, which were kindly provided by the lt acc 😉 do a good job monica

NOT TO BE UNABLE TO EXPRESS WHAT IM FEELING BUT UWUWUWUWUWUWUUWUWUWUWUWYWUUWUWWUUWUWUWWEWU SOBBING

A VERY GOOD MORNING TO ME INDEED THIS IS TRULY THE BEST WAY TO START THE DAY NOW IM GONNA HAVE THE ENERGY TO WORK

THEY REALLY ARE EACH OTHER'S SAFE PLACE UH 🥺🤧